Essays on bipolar, ADHD, addiction, gay life, and a body that’s still here.

Why I Write

I write because silence started to feel less like privacy and more like disappearance.

mpcleroux

24 hours ago3 min read

My Thoughts

Why I Write

I write because silence started to feel less like privacy and more like disappearance.

24 hours ago3 min read

The Trade

What's worse — losing your life or losing yourself?

May 35 min read

Digital illustration of a depressed young man curled up on a bathroom floor beside drugs, pills and a cracked mirror, representing mental illness, addiction, dissociation, and emotional distress.

Maintenance Dose

You weren't chasing a high. You were chasing baseline, and paying for it in blood.

Mar 167 min read

Jock (Emeritus)

You reopen Grindr and confront the relic of who you were: confident, desired, blissfully unaware of collapse coming.

Feb 158 min read

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Running autopsy of a life cracked open by late-onset bipolar, addiction, and fallout. No tidy lessons, no miracle cure — just weekly dispatches from the fault line. If there’s redemption here, it’s in telling the truth out loud and still waking up tomorrow.

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